"I looked at her angry face. "You really have it in for these people." They killed my mother, and they've been trying to kill me. They believe that th...ir enemies have to be physically destroyed. It's a religion and a drug to them, and they actually like killing people." That's sick."She nodded. "They have all sorts of euphemisms for it. We know Stalin was a mass-murderer, but a lot of people don't believe Lenin was. He liked repression and killing just for the sake of it. These people are like. His knee pushed opened my legs and rubbed against my swollen aching sex. I heard a low animal sound and I realized that it was me. Dear God! how could this be happening? I asked my racing mind. The more his knee rubbed the more I didn’t want him to stop. He stopped kissing me as my back leaned against the wall. He then was kissing down my jaw and neck, nipping here and there, while his left hand cupped my breast. His other had had crept down my back at some point, over my buttocks, and . . .. I helped her remove the pink gym shorts she was wearing and what I saw was amazing. She was wearing a blue, almost see through thong. And she was completely shaved minus a thin line of pubic hair leading to her already wet pussy. Wow, things were going to get hot. I placed my hand on her crotch and copped a feel of her wetness as I slid her panties down her toned legs. Almost immediately she dropped to her knees, began to finger herself with one hand while she held my shaft with the other.. “Your shaved pussy,” I teased.“You have not seen that!” Jen shouted.“I know but you told me that you had shaved it,” I smiled.“I don’t believe you two were talking about my body while I was showering,” Jen joked.I told her that I just mentioned to Tony how beautiful she looked in her bra and panties at the show.“I told him that I was hoping to get to see you like that at the end of February,” I joked.“Maybe at the end of February,” Jen quickly replied, “That’s a maybe!”I laughed, “That’s.